Chapter 20: Come here!

Three hours had passed since Sarah fell asleep. Jareth returned to the castle, barging in through the front door. He ran up to a goblin and asked where Sarah was.

The goblin told him that she went to bed. So Jareth ran to her bed chamber. He knocked on the door, but received no reply. He thought that Sarah was mad at him, for breaking his promise, so he banged harder. Again there was no reply.

So he sighed and turned around to go into his chamber. He opened the door and walked in. It was pitch black. He sat in the chair in the corner of the room and pulled off his boots. Walking into the wash room, he lit a candle and started to fill the tub, to take a bath. He stripped himself of all of his clothing and climbed inside. After he finished his bath and climbed out. He dried himself off and walked out of the wash room.

He eyes were now adjusted to the light and he saw a still figure lying in his bed. Its back was turned to him so he did not know who it was. He grabbed his sword that was leaning up against the wall and walked over to the figure. As he got closer he realized who the still figure was. It was his sweet, love Sarah. He took a deep breath and smiled. He placed the sword down on the floor quietly trying not to make a sound. He knelt down beside her and stroked her hair.

 Then he kissed her forehead, got up and walked to the other side of the bed. Climbing in he tried not to move too much in fear that he might wake her up. He slid in under the sheets and laid next to Sarah, wrapping his arm around her waist and carefully placing his leg over hers. He kissed her exposed shoulder and said.

            "I love you Sarah." and closed his eyes.

            "I love you too, Jareth."

Jareth opened his eyes and then felt Sarah place her hand on his hand that was resting on her stomach. She slowly began to roll over to face him. She could see his mismatched eyes staring at her, his smile just so perfect in every way. She wrapped her arm around his neck and pulled herself closer to him, sliding her leg in between his.

            "Sarah I am so sorry about today. You don't know how awful I feel."

            "Where the hell were you?" Sarah cried taking her arms from his neck and crossing them over her chest.

            "I know I promised but, it just took longer than I expected."

            "And you could not have let me know! Instead you had to leave me worried sick, thinking whether you were okay or not, and when you were going to       come back."

            "You…you were worried about me?"

            "Of course, what do you think Jareth?" She cried.

            "Oh Sarah, you are the first person that has ever said anything like that to me...Come here!" He screamed pulling her closer to him, kissing her passionately.

            "But…" She could not finish being mad at him, he was taking her over, forcing his tongue into her mouth. She tried to pull away, but really did not want to. But, no she had to stand her ground. *Oh what the hell this is to good to pass up.* She thought to herself. Jareth was stroking her back and then he pulled her on top of himself. He was getting excited. Sarah could feel his manhood, poking at her. She sat up and climbed off of Jareth. She got off the bed and went storming out onto the balcony. She was crying hysterically.

Jareth rolled over and watched Sarah go to the balcony. He pulled the sheet from the bed and wrapped it around his waist, and walked over to her, placing his hands on her shoulders.

            "What's the matter Sarah? What did I do?"

            "Oh please Jareth! Just leave me alone for a moment."

            "I am not going to leave unless you tell me what I did. I would never want to hurt you, and apparently I just did. If you tell me what I did I will know not to do it again."

            "Oh Jareth it is not you."

            "Well then what else could it be?"

            "Jareth I'm just not ready yet. That's all! You understand don't you?"

            "Oh Sarah! Of course I understand. I just wish that I knew that. Before I would have done anything like that."

            "Jareth it is not your fault. I thought I was ready, but I…I guess not. I am so sorry. I just feel so bad." She hid her face in her hands and began to cry harder.

            "I don't know what's wrong with me!" She cried.

            "Listen Sarah, nothing is wrong with you. You are the most beautiful woman I have ever met in my entire life. And let me tell you I have been around for quite some time. But anyways, you are smart, you know what you want, you're loving, you're elegant, stubborn. And by God Sarah, I am crazy about you. This is not going to bother me. I want you to be happy, so if it means that I don't make love to you right now, than so be it."

            "Thank you so much Jareth. This means the world to me, that you understand me right now. Thank you." She turned around hugged him tightly. Jareth kissed the side of her head and escorted her back to the bed. He had her get back on the bed, while he ran into the wash chamber and put on his tights, so that he could put the sheet back on the bed. He tucked Sarah in and then asked Sarah,

            "Do you want me to sleep on the chair tonight?"

            "No Jareth you can still sleep in here, but thank you for asking."

            "Of course." Jareth bowed. The he climbed into the bed and laid down. He glanced at Sarah who was whipping her face to remove the tears that still lay on her cheeks. Jareth frowned, at the thought that he made her so upset. And told himself that he was going to make this up to her.